Come Back to Me

"Tracy..."

He didn't notice his anxiety in his tone.

Her way was blocked by Brody. When Tracy was going to push away Brody who was standing in front of the door, she found that she was so weak that she was held into his arms.

He held her soft hand.

Brody frowned and shouted at her angrily, "can't you speak?"

Looking at her pale and stubborn face, he had some inexplicable feelings in his heart.

His heart trembled with the bleeding hand.

As she caught the subtext of his words, she gave a bitter and beautiful smile and said, "Brody, I don't care about your pity at all."

She tried to withdraw her hand, but it was too soft to lift a little bit of strength.

The porcelain seemed to be getting deeper and deeper.

Brody carefully held up both of her hands to see, which hurt Tracy deeply.

"Ray, fetch a bowl of water and a knife from the kitchen." Turning around, Brody said softly to Ray.

Ray nodded his head obediently.

With his brows furrowed, he bent over to check her palm.

The bloody shredded porcelain was inserted into her flesh.

"Does it hurt?"

Brody looked at Tracy and said.

His tone was a kind of pampering blame.

He seemed to be complaining about her unruly behavior.

He was complaining that she didn't take good care of herself.

"It's none of your business." Tracy said while withdrawing her hands back

She stared at him stubbornly, and her eyes were full of disgust.

"Tracy Don't be so ungrateful! "

He shouted angrily and felt uncomfortable when she looked at him in disgust.

"That's ridiculous."

She turned her head.

After a few seconds, Tracy ran towards the door through Brody's inattention.

"Come here?"

Seeing that Tracy was about to run to the door. Brody pulled a long face.

Then, he grabbed her arm and pulled her inside. At this moment, on the floor of the study, on the ground, Tracy's clothes and even her little face were stained with blood.

Brody's hands were scarlet with blood too. He directly lifted her to his chest when he saw that Tracy was stubbornly glaring at him again.

Pulling the chair aside.

Ray nodded to Brody and walked out quietly when he sent the basin and the knife.

He didn't even cast a glance at Tracy from beginning to end.

However, there was sadness on Tracy's face

Roy was just a kid, but he had already learned how to pretend to be nice to others. The fierceness and coldness of Ray in front of Tracy was in sharp contrast to his obedience in front of Brody.

Ray were two

"Ah --"

pain in her palm brought her back

crumpled because of the pain and she withdrew her

stopped by Brody forcibly.

coldly,

to take the pieces out, he had

Would hurt.

looked worriedly at the pale face of Tracy, and his heart trembled abruptly.

to see her in such a

"No --"

touched her hand, she

not to mention the knife directly passed into her

time, she tried to take her hand back, but failed, because her

the blood stained Tracy's and

were full of fear and timidity, and

"You know it hurts?"

none of your business. You don't have to be sarcastic here.

she spat out the last word, she took a leap from the chair to the ground stiffly, her hand streaming with

by blood again, Brody lost

"Have a seat --"

sort of threatening

Tracy was much more stubborn than before.

"No --"

her

at him coldly, "Brody, are you

at him ironically.

was stunned. It seemed that he remembered what he

her to

about

He snorted.

he was still so furious that he tightly pressed

tie you up

to threaten.

it hurt so much and

dizzy as if she was

"A little bit painful..."

with hesitation.

a beat when

little pain flashed through her eyes.

was very feeble, but she was

eyes, Tracy didn't say

you feel painful, you

Then he made

knife at the wound on her palm.

be stabbed into her flesh. She shivered and her heart

of fear rose from

because her own thought

very well that if the knife was to be stabbed into her body, it must be shaken back and forth in her flesh. Cut the wound on

"Hmm --"

knife was stuck in her palm, Tracy almost let out a scream, but she

her teeth,

"Clap -"

dripped on Brody's hand and made a clear sound.

was her tears or her sweat.

the knife. He was a little hesitant when he felt the liquid on his hand. But soon he made

gritted her teeth and pierced the knife a few inches

lower lip tightly, while the sharp pain in her palm seemed to affect her whole

knife

face was twisted from tangle to twisted. Because of the pain,

the pain, her eyes finally could not help bursting

cut and bleeding.

wanted to cry out several

"Idiot --"

with Tracy, Brody finally couldn't do